Where The Heart Learns To Stay

Where The Heart Learns To Stay

The heart did not settle because it was unafraid,

it stayed because leaving no longer felt honest.

It learned the cost of constant movement,

the quiet damage done by never resting.

It had travelled through wanting and restraint,

through promises that bent under pressure.

Each experience left an imprint behind,

not as weakness, but as instruction.

The heart learned that love is not urgency,

nor the need to be continually proven.

It is presence that does not withdraw,

even when certainty grows quiet.

Staying required more courage than escape,

more faith than distance ever did.

The heart stood its ground without armour,

choosing openness over self-protection.

There were moments when doubt pressed hard,

when retreat seemed reasonable and safe.

Still, the heart remained, listening closely,

allowing understanding to arrive in its own time.

It learned how to soften without collapsing,

how to trust without surrendering itself.

Boundaries became places of clarity,

not walls built from fear.

The heart stopped mistaking intensity for depth,

and chaos for emotional truth.

It chose steadiness over spectacle,

connection over performance.

This is where the heart finally rests,

not because it is untouched,

but because it recognises what endures,

and knows when it has arrived.